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liked by alex.standall, prezmarcuscole, and 294 others ryleehill this is because of you and everything that you've done. i hope you enjoy this and that you won't miss me. goodbye to everyone. i love you all.
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clayjensen713: rylee what are you doing
mount.gomery: is she moving somewhere?
itsmehannahbaker: ^ rylee what are you up to?
jeff.atkins: this doesn't sound good at all
alex.standall: rylee are you okay?
rryan_shaver: don't leave liberty!
heyy_sheri: text me if you need!
itsfoley: where are you going and why aren't you answering my calls and texts?
ryleehill: clayjensen713 mount.gomery itsmehannahbaker jeff.atkins alex.standall rryan_shaver heyy_sheri itsfoley read the very last part of jessica's post.
jeff.atkins: guys
tony.padilla: don't tell me you're trying that rylee
clayjensen713: rylee whatever you're doing now stop it and take a breath
alex.standall: rylee is trying to kill her self guys
itsmehannahbaker: someone go to her house i'm on my way, already called the ambulance
dempzee: rylee don't do it
ryleehill: dempzee too late
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i finished cleaning up my room placing the last pillow on my bed, and my phone face down on my desk, ignoring all the buzzes.
my mom wasn't here for a week because she was on a business trip, so this would be easy. i wrote her a note and left it on my bed so she knows what i'm doing and why.
i walk into my bathroom and shut the door, but not all the way. i stand in front of my white sink, staring at the shining silver razor blade. i shakily grab the metal blade and swallow hard. my eyes close and i exhale, pulling the blade to my wrist. peeling my eyes open, i make the first cut horizontally on my wrist. i softly whimper in pain as the red liquid drizzled down my wrist.
then i do another, deeper and longer than the last one. i don't stop the cries escaping and the hot tears leaving my eyes. i press my lips together in pain.
my eyes shut tightly and i quickly make a deep cut from the middle of my lower arm to the top of my now blood stained wrist. my cries only get louder and higher with each cut made.
just do it.
without hesitation i make small short cuts in my wrist, tears forcefully falling from my eyes while i softly cry.
i hear steps coming up the stairs, but i don't stop, i just keep going and going.
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"rylee?!" i hear a voice being called, but i keep staring at my bloody wrist and sink. i see a hand grab my right one, ripping the blade from my fingers, and then wrapping a brown wash cloth around my left wrist soaking the blood.
"shh, it's going to be okay." i don't have to turn my head to know that the unknown voice was justin, the one helping me out and wrapping his arms around me. the next thing i hear is sirens and my name being called by many different voices, but all i can see is black.
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please don't try any of the stuff mentioned in this chapter. you are all beautiful and don't deserve to die.
